I have pregnancy marks on my body. Marks that came as a result of carrying a baby for 9 months, enduring serious morning sickness and a very long hard labor.
We look at my marks and we smile. We smile because they remind us of the many times we travailed in prayer after the doctors rated us off – said my womb might not sustain a pregnancy,
They remind us of the impossible that God can do when you have visited all fertility clinics, considered IVF and adoption then, boom! Then the Lord comes.
They remind us of our hard journey in trying to conceive and miscarriages that seemed to have been part and parcel of our life. Those stripes remind us of the lessons we learnt during that time.
They shout loud of the “GOD OF IMPOSSIBILITIES!”
My marks are beautiful.
I have seen women struggle to get rid of their pregnancy marks months down the line. Apparently they are ugly or not so sexy as plainly put.
Well, I love my stretch marks.
I love that my tummy has stripes running across from one side to another.
I love my scar… it’s beautiful.
My husband has scars too. Scars that tell of his journey in his military career. Scars that tell of his training or in battle. Scars that tell of the hardships he endured or the close calls he has had in the field.
They are marks of purpose.
Marks that remind us that we need to encourage someone going through the same thing and is too weary to keep fighting or holding on.
It’s not easy for most people to embrace their scars. In this world, scars are a sign of weakness. A sign that you are not doing “enough” to rid them off, but not to our Lord. He knows too well how scars can tell a beautiful story of God’s magnificent glory.
Can you imagine the Bible says that we will know our Lord in heaven because we will see his scars? His hands and his feet are still scarred. A man of sorrow who bore it all for us. His beautiful story tells of His infinite glory.
Jesus has kept his scars, yet He’s God.
They are glorious scars. They mean something. They make a point. They carry a message.
A message of FORGIVENESS, REDEMPTION AND GRACE.
His scars tell us that, “those scars we bear, are beautiful and carry a message too. ” “A message of hope to someone.”
Am reminded of Joseph. He was scarred too. Betrayed by his kindred, sold in a foreign country, made to live among the pagans who did not regard the God of his parents.
His heart must have been worn out thin. Probably felt alone. He was still human. Am sure he felt like giving up too. But God had his story all set out. For His glory.
Genesis 50:20 says, “You intended to harm me, but God intended it for good to accomplish what is now being done, the saving of many lives.”
His scars, his sorrow, his hardships, exalted the Lord far beyond anything else. God was glorified in his story.
Yes, I know you were betrayed, and you cannot think outside the vengeance box.
You want him to suffer like you did.
You want her to suffer like you did.
You want them to suffer like you did.
They abandoned you, mistreated you, plotted behind your back, gave you a bad picture to your boss, tarnished your name. I know the pain is louder on the inside. But the Lord wants you to let go. Let go and tell the beautiful story of the Lord who can heal a bitter heart. Let go of the pain to Him.
He did all the hard work of dying on the cross.
He paid the price that you can take upon yourself His yoke that’s light and cast your cares to him. (1st Peter 5:7). He said, “IT IS FINISHED. ”
He longs to transform your scars into marks of purpose. That your story will spell “H.I.S G.L.O.R.Y.”
That your hurt will build someone else. That your story will encourage someone else. That your pain will bear the marks of grace that can be tapped by others who long for healing.
That your marks of brokenness, will transform another person into their wholeness for what you cannot feel, you cannot heal.
Your story is a set for His glory.
Remember that your marks are beautiful, and they can only be beautiful if you cease to see them as ugly.
If you cease to look at your pain through the eyes of others, and see them through the eyes of the Lord.
If you cease to compare yourself to others and rate yourself against the Lord. Only then you will know that you are in the best lane, and He’s right there with you.
They will only be beautiful if you let God transform your wounds into beauty marks of grace – a story of triumph over bitterness, unforgiveness and resentment. A story of victory over sin!
Jesus Christ models this for us. I know we are human, we can never be entirely free from inexcusable selfishness and having doubts crossing our mind often, but He is able to heal us and free us from our bondage.
Bondage(s) caused by wounds that were inflicted on us by others.
But when we begin to embrace our scars, the taste of His grace lingers…And as we wear our scars proudly, then his grace abounds!
Jesus Christ finds such beauties in his wounds that he has never and will never renounce them. He wears his scars proudly. Scars that tell of his story.
A story of how he chased us down the lane of eternal doom, pulled us out of the miry sinful dirt, and wooed our souls even unto death. He will wear those scars throughout eternity – for we will know when we see Him face to face.
Nor are these just His ornaments: they are his trophies—the trophies of His love. He WON our hearts and our whole being back.
His scars tell of a love that is unadulterated, unending, unfathomable, deep, immeasurable and profoundly beautiful.
His scars are the evidence of that love.
Such is what the Lord longs for us. Our wounds to bear His mark of glory. For our story to tell of His glory.
Your physical scars should have have marks of His glory and grace. Your emotional scars, no matter how deep they run, are enough for the Lord to prove His glorious reign!